This is a song about "God made weed"

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Me and my peeps often meet

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed.

My god made the sea and land

For the one night stand

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Put up and smoke that weed,

You need a gram of that favorite weed?

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

Roll along and got tipsy then tonight, tommorow you the mystery

So god made you as a typo cuz his fingers were slippery,

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Your slower than a stoner high off weed,